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My Dinosaur Era Chapter 11 *Rewrite*
there were three more beers in the hole shunted myself further away from the bar with each glass ended up on a table by the toilets breathing in...
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A Voice In The Wilderness
A Voice In The Wilderness By Paul McCann Forty years ago I was working as a used car salesman for Bill Nicholson in his car yard at Granville .Each...
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Killing Of The Intellectuals
Killing Of The Intellectuals By Paul McCann Ten was working as night security around the council chambers building and public library , schools and...
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My Dinosaur Era Chapter 53 [The Actual Full Epilogue]
I have rewritten the epilogue, still unsure about teh ending but I will be however many times I do it I guess (photo is my own)
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How to Make Money with a Broken Spirograph
Oh what a month! Late December back in ’25. My experiences of it described at the going rate of one hundred words per day.
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After the Last Supper...
... an eye witness account with a different take...
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Bron-3
Continued from Chapter 2: Bron-2 | ABCtales Chapter 3 Linda arrived home at six at the small flat, on the corner of Great Cumberland Place and George...
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Friday’s Liquid Lunch
Friday’s Liquid Lunch By Paul McCann We only had had a half day to work every third Friday of the month and as usual all of us in the office went for...
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The Home Invader
The Home Invader By Paul McCann It had been a very busy day, and I was driving home from work. All I could think of was getting home to my family...
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Fairies Of The Twilight Dance
Fairies Of The Twilight Dance By Paul McCann Do you believe in magic places where wishes can come true and time stands still . Please continue to...
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The Baron von Ernest and the Enormous Mermaid
We left the perfectly normal ducks to their perfectly normal life. “Are we going back to your castle now?” I asked. “No, we’re going to the seaside...
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Selfless.
When I met my Husband Paul, one of the many things I loved about him, was that he was and is selfless. Paul is a huge animal person. When I met him,...
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The Yawning Gap
I woke up at midday; the crack of dawn. Up so early, I had to yawn. What was the point of being born? With no more antiques left to pawn. And only...
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Sir!
When Daniel was young, I understood him well enough when he wanted more information. My reply was, “All you need to know is, they are the best...
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Stirred and Shaken
'There was a stirring in the air, as if spirits moved unseen' (Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol) The world stirs and scratches fretfully in...
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Voila!
I hate the snow! I hate Winter! I remember many years ago, at the bus top in winter, in my court shoes, while we were waiting for the bus to arrive,...
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The bench at the top of the hill
On a clear day you can just about make out the city clawing at the sky. A red light flashing, like a distant warning. Apart from that the...
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2. Small Town Sunday Walking Blues...
Down three flights, past doors through which I could hear TVs, music, shouting - the predictable backing track of domestic life. It seemed like all...
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1. A Sunday Kind of Loving...
I'm rehashing something that I first started posting on ABC when I joined 20 years ago. I had no idea what to do with it then, but have a better idea...
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A dweller on the threshold
Miranda worked as a receptionist at a nearby private psychiatric hospital, she worked night-shift, one week on, one week off. The first private...
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